Walking up to the bowman, Kili knocked the scroll he was reading from his hands and grabbed them with his own, holding them lightly and kissing each knuckle as he mumbled a soft, "I love you."
Despite the smile behind the bowmanâs dark eyes, his brow pinched and lips formed a light smirk. âLove me so greatly you would save me from such a dull scroll? Why, that truly must be the grandest of love.â He noted. âWhat did I do to deserve you?â


















